Book III.
THE CHACE.
81
Sublimely sweet. O! grant me, sacred Shade,
To glean submiss what thy full Sickle leaves. 350
To glean submiss what thy full Sickle leaves. 350
The Morning Sun that gilds with trembling Rays
Windsor's high Tow'rs, beholds the courtly Train
Mount for the Chace, nor views in all his Course
A Scene so gay: heroick, noble Youths,
In Arts, and Arms renown'd, and lovely Nymphs
The fairest of this Isle, where Beauty dwells
Delighted, and deserts her Paphian Grove
For our more favour'd Shades: In proud Parade
These shine magnificent, and press around
The Royal happy Pair. Great in themselves, 360
They simile superior; of external Show
Regardless, while their inbred Virtues give
A Lustre to their Pow'r, and grace their Court
With real Splendors, far above the Pomp
Of eastern Kings, in all their tinsel Pride. 365
Windsor's high Tow'rs, beholds the courtly Train
Mount for the Chace, nor views in all his Course
A Scene so gay: heroick, noble Youths,
In Arts, and Arms renown'd, and lovely Nymphs
The fairest of this Isle, where Beauty dwells
Delighted, and deserts her Paphian Grove
For our more favour'd Shades: In proud Parade
These shine magnificent, and press around
The Royal happy Pair. Great in themselves, 360
They simile superior; of external Show
Regardless, while their inbred Virtues give
A Lustre to their Pow'r, and grace their Court
With real Splendors, far above the Pomp
Of eastern Kings, in all their tinsel Pride. 365
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